Ling Bing's gaze was like a peerless blade that had just come out of its sheath, flashing with a shining light, and there was no trace of panic on his face when he faced this blood-red scorpion.

"Frost Sky Dagger, Thousand Swords Gather, Unity, Wear Yang. ”

Ling Bing's hands clasped together vigorously, and the Frost Heaven Mysterious Dagger floating above him suddenly stopped attacking, but headed towards the middle, overlapping them one by one. Finally, a large Frost Sky Dagger with dazzling light appeared there, dazzling as an angel.

Ling Bing's eyes were firmly fixed on the blood-red scorpion, and his folded hands were like a big knife, slashing at the scorpion in the air.

Seeing this, the poisonous scorpion suddenly felt the breath of death in his heart, and his eyes looked at the suspended Frost Sky Xuan Dagger in horror, the sword qi on it was extremely sharp, and his skin felt a faint stinging pain when he was pointed at by the sword like this.

"Pretending to be a ghost, Lao Tzu has been rampant in the Hundred Ghost Territory for I don't know how many years, how can I allow you to hurt my life with a little ghost head?" the poisonous scorpion roared, and the Xuan Spirit in his body gushed out like a fountain, desperately longing for victory.

The Frost Sky Dagger on Ling Bing's head stabbed down violently, as if it was about to penetrate the earth, and pointed directly at the scarlet scorpion.

Immediately, I saw that the scarlet scorpion raised its two pincers and roared, as if it was demonstrating to Ling Bing's Frost Heaven Dagger, and then gripped Ling Bing's Frost Sky Dagger, making a crisp sound of "ding".

But the scarlet scorpion didn't seem to be able to resist Ling Bing's Frost Sky Mystery Dagger, which slowly moved down under the pincer of its pincers, pointing directly at the body of the Scarlet Scorpion. A clear blood hole has appeared on the scarlet scorpion's body.

When the poisonous scorpion saw this scene, his face became extremely gloomy, why? Why can a kid at the level of Xuandan Realm Judan and a highest-quality Xuanling weapon exert such an offensive? I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled. The scorpion's heart kept roaring.

I saw that Ling Bing's Frost Sky Dagger gradually sank into the body of the Scarlet Scorpion, it let out a roar of severe pain, unwilling and angry, but there was nothing to be done, the two pincers seemed to be powerless, and the speed at which the Frost Sky Dagger fell gradually became faster.

"No...... No, no, no. The scorpion watched this scene, and its four fists were clenched tightly, and the blood stains on its fists slowly left along his white skin.

This is his biggest tool now. He had been asleep for too long, and the essence and blood on his body had long since dissipated and was useless. Just now, when he was absorbing the Xuan Ling and the life force of those three unlucky guys, he barely extracted two drops of essence blood, and now they are all used for him on the scarlet scorpion. Without the follow-up essence blood, he would not be able to urge the Scarlet Scorpion again, not to mention that he had just woken up, and his control over the Xuan Ling was already rusty and consumed too much.

When Ling Bing's Frost Sky Mystery Dagger was halfway in, the trembling scarlet scorpion's body stiffened, relaxed, and shattered. The means of the poisonous scorpion collapsed.

And Ling Bing's Frost Sky Mystery Dagger didn't stop, heading towards the poisonous scorpion.

The scorpion gritted its teeth fiercely and roared, "Don't think you've won. ”

His eyes were fixed on the falling Frost Sky Dagger, and the moment the Frost Sky Dagger came in front of him, his four hands slapped on the Frost Sky Dagger at the same time, making a sound like hitting a bell, echoing in his ears.

Just like the scarlet scorpion that had blocked the Frost Sky Dagger before, the Frost Sky Dagger still slowly stabbed down at an extremely slow speed, pointing directly at the scorpion's chest.

Ling Bing's gaze was like a torch, and his hands had begun to tremble due to excessive force, but he did not relax in the slightest. The Frost Sky Dagger was almost unable to hold on, and he had to take advantage of this time to kill the poisonous scorpion, or at least to hit him hard.

"Ahhh The poisonous scorpion roared three times, a hoarse voice erupted from his body, and the powerful Xuan Spirit also poured out like a volcanic eruption.

On his four hands, the muscles were bruised, and his pale face was slightly red. In the end, Ling Bing saw that his Frost Heaven Mystery Dagger shattered and turned into a dagger and returned to his hand.

"Poof, wow. Pitch-black blood spat out of the scorpion's mouth, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground. But even so, his eyes didn't dare to leave Ling Bing.

Ling Bing gasped for breath, the load caused to him by urging the highest quality Occult Spirit Weapon was still very large, and he was feeling a little out of strength now. Fortunately, he still has some Xuan Ling, and it has not reached the point of losing both.

"Boy, you can't hold on anymore, do you? let me go, if you go on like this, you'll only lose both, and even if you survive, you'll end up seriously injured. You are young and gifted, and if you are left with incurable sequelae, then you will not regret it?" cried the scorpion.

His words seemed to remind Ling Bing of the consequences if he continued to fight, but it already showed that he was relenting. No way, as he said, Ling Bing wouldn't gamble with his future to kill him, but he didn't want to fight with his long-lost life. In order to survive again, he finally succeeded, and he definitely didn't want to go back to that kind of distant darkness.

"Huh. Ling Bing looked at him, a cold smile appeared on his face, and his smile seemed to be the joy of death when he saw his prey.

"You can't fight me to the point where you're left with a sequelae, so don't threaten me with this. But I'm still going to explore this tomb now, so I really won't fight too hard. Ling Bing said slowly.

When the poisonous scorpion heard this, his face showed joy, and the corners of his mouth set off a sinister arc. Sure enough, such a genius is still afraid of death.

"But ......"

Ling Bing's sudden words were like a heavy hammer, shattering the scorpion's rejuvenated psychology severely.

"Against you, you don't need to go all out. Ling Bing smiled lightly.

"What did you say?" The scorpion seemed to be aroused by the anger in his heart, but he seemed to realize something, he looked down at his body, and found that he had not many Xuan Spirits left.

The scorpion, who found this, was shocked. He now knows that he has neglected one thing, and he can't be said to have neglected, after all, he can be said to be the only person in the world who has been resurrected in this way, and he doesn't know what to pay attention to after the resurrection.

Ling Bing had previously used the Thousand Ice Blooming Lotus Flower to leave a wound on his body, causing the Xuan Spirit in his body, which had gathered dead qi and could not perfectly store the Xuan Spirit, to pass slowly, and he had been paying attention to the collision between the Frost Sky Xuan Dagger and the Scarlet Scorpion before, and had not noticed this. By the time I found it now, it was too late.

"You...... Did you know that if you caused me a wound, it would make me pass away, so you did this?, how did you know about such a thing?" asked the scorpion in a condensed voice.

As the owner of this body, he didn't know this, how could Ling Bing know?

"I don't know. But one thing I've been skeptical about is how many souls can a lifeless corpse store?"

Xuan Ling is the basis of cultivation, only living beings can use it to cultivate, even if it is a lifeless weapon, the Xuan Ling is followed by the spirit beast's Xuan Dan or bone blood or something as a medium to store Xuan Ling. And how long has the body of the poisonous scorpion been placed, the vitality in it has long since dissipated, and only a layer of skin remains. When this layer of skin is broken, the Xuan Ling in it will naturally pass away quickly like the air in a broken balloon.

"You ......" The poisonous scorpion raised its head in anger and looked at Ling Bing, but as soon as his head was raised, Ling Bing's Frost Heaven Xuan Dagger pierced into his dantian, and the pitch-black Xuandan shattered.

"Ah......h

"Those of you who are not supposed to live in the world are better dead. Ling Bing's voice echoed softly in his ears.

When the poisonous scorpion heard this, its originally hideous expression gradually relaxed, as if it knew that it was powerless and no longer struggling.

"Who should live and who shouldn't, that's not something you and I can answer. The methods of the Poison Corpse Gate are indeed intolerable to the world, but who understands our suffering?" Speaking of this, the scorpion's voice suddenly became louder, as if complaining about the injustice of the world.

"Your suffering?" Ling Bing muttered, he could feel that in the depths of the scorpion's heart, there seemed to be something sad.

That's what keeps him alive like this.